Colby Brock Daughter Novels & Stories

"Yes. I didn't hurt you, correct?" "No, I'm fine," she stated, placing a kiss on his chest. Cobra wrapped his arms around her. His dick was still hard, but he would allow her to rest for a few moments before taking her again. *~~~* Colby made his way down the hall towards his sister's house. He had spent the last three hours with Jay. She had informed him that they had returned and that her dad had put her out in order to have sex with her mother. So, he had kept her company, messing around with her camera with her until she thought it was safe for her to go back home.

Colt would just as soon chuck that poor child somewhere as listen to him when it comes to his daughter. "I see not only her going away to college, but a wedding." "A wedding? Who's getting married?" "Caitlin of course." My mouth was halfway to the floor. Now usually Char is pretty much on point with her thing, but this time I'd have to say my money's on Colt. No way! "Char are you serious? Are you sure?" My mother in law was damn near across the table at this point. The woman does love a good wedding. I wasn't even worried about talk about my seventeen-year old daughter getting married.

“Because I’m a human raising a werewolf! Because I have a family divided by species, and I had to know if there was any chance of creating a world where we wouldn’t have this huge gap between us.” Colby glanced at me before returning his eyes to the road. “Your daughter’s a werewolf?” I sighed in frustration, melting into the chair. “Yes.” “I didn’t realize your ex-husband was a werewolf,” Colby said. “He’s not.” Colby cocked his head in confusion but didn’t ask any questions.

he says looking down. I pause for a moment. If we move forward, I will be an instant mother figure to a little girl. I would hate for her to think I’d be taking her mother’s place but then she never had a mother so what would that mean for her and I? “Do you have a picture of her Colby?” I ask. He smiles as he looks up taking out his phone. He had a ton of pictures of her, smiling, pouting, laughing, and playing. She was a gorgeous little girl, she must be five, and I could already feel my heart strings pulling me toward her. “She’s gorgeous Colby, is she five?” I ask. He nods, pulling me tighter, “She’s five going on 15,” he laughs. “I’m sure all parents say the same thing, but she’

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

She merely nodded. “Hello, little one. Marku talks quite highly of you,” Aatos offered. No break in her almost bored expression, she didn’t acknowledge the compliment. Marku continued, “Aatos, this is Raine’s daughter, Braveheart.” Aatos’ expression shifted to confusion. “Braveheart? I thought her name was—” “It’s Collette,” the little girl cut him off, speaking for the first time. She leveled a glare at Marku. Marku’s lips curled wider, pearly white teeth displayed, clearly enamored and entertained with her response. Standing to his feet, he drawled, “Yes...Collette.”

"What's wrong?" "Brook's daughter drugged and assaulted Kenneth earlier on. It looks like the Fulham and Yates families are planning to arrange a marriage. Do you think this is Brook's plan?" Joey asked directly. Her blunt words made Zachary cough in surprise.